There's going to be more angst and drama here on, but there will also be romance and humor. There will be Klaine moments here and there but this story is not focusing on them. It's focusing on the Warblers in general. It will be said from Kurt's perspective, though. If you have any requests on couples or prompts for the next chapters, let me know.

"Kurt, can I ask you something?" Nathan asked as he and Kurt walked towards the choir room.

"Sure, what is it?"

"A couple of us Warblers have been wondering, you don't have to answer this if you don't want to, but we've been wondering why you left McKinley."

"I don't want to get too into it, but I left because of a bully." Kurt said.

"Ah." Nathan said softly. "If it makes you feel any better, you're not the only one."

"I know Blaine dropped out because of bullying, but who else?"

"Way too many guys here, it's heartbreaking. Several of the Warblers, as well. Well, uh, there's you, of course, then there's Blaine like you mentioned and then there's Robert. The three of you dropped out of high school but Thad and Nick were bullied in middle school. Nick was actually supposed to go to McKinley but he came here instead to escape the bullies. He was a complete wreck when he came here." He said. His eyes widened after the last line and he added "If anyone asks, you didn't hear that last part."

"Of course not." Kurt said with a smile. They had reached the doors to the choir room. The sight that met them made Kurt stop in his tracks.

The Warblers were scattered across the room. Some were pacing the room, looking angry or upset, shaking their heads in disbelief. Others were surrounding one of the couches in the seating area. Jeff sat in the couch, his arms wrapped around a Warbler Kurt got along with well, Chris. His head was resting against Jeff's chest, his face emotionless and tear streaked. His bottom lip was bruised and swollen and a black eye was forming on his left eye. Behind him sat Wes, who was calmly rubbing his back in circles.

Several Warblers looked up to see who had entered but quickly looked away. Blaine made his way towards Nathan and Kurt.

"What happened?" Kurt breathed.

"It was his mom's boyfriend, wasn't it?" Nathan said quietly.

Blaine frowned and nodded. "He came here just before practice. It's almost amazing how quickly Jeff managed to calm him down."

"Please tell me she left him."

Blaine chuckled bitterly. "It's not clear yet. After the bastard hit Chris he told his mom she had to make a choice between him and Chris. She didn't answer so Chris left. She tried calling him just before you guys came but he just handed the phone to David. He and Nick are talking to her right now in the other room. I guess he wasn't lying when he told us his "step-dad" hated him."

Nathan shook his head and crossed the room, stopping in front of Flint.

Blaine gently placed his hand on Kurt's shoulder. Had it been someone other than Blaine, Kurt wouldn't even have noticed the hand on his shoulder. He could only focus on Jeff, Chris and Wes. There was something so touching about how soothingly Wes was rubbing Chris's back and how Jeff was whispering comforting words to Chris, like 'You did the right thing' 'It's going to be alright' 'It's not your fault'. But Chris was starting to scare Kurt. He just lay against Jeff's chest, completely numb and emotionless. His eyes appeared hollow and empty. He didn't even raise his head when David and Nick came walking through the door. Wes made room for David to sit between himself and Chris while Nick crouched down in front of Chris with his cellphone in hand.

"Chris?" He said softly. Chris's eyes locked with Nick's and the entire room went dead silent. Nick didn't do anything but look into Chris's eyes sympathetically. Each second felt like a year and no one dared to move.

"She chose him, didn't she?" Chris softly murmured.

"Give her some time, she'll come around eventually." David said. Chris broke the eye connect with Nick and looked downwards. A fresh tear slid down his cheek. Jeff wiped it away with his thumb and held him closer. He started humming a tune softly to him and stroking his hair.

Warblers began leaving one by one when practice was over. There wasn't any work done but they all stayed until the end of the practice. Chris's closest friends stayed later in the choir room, not daring to leave him alone. He temporarily moved to Thad's, who's family welcomed him with open arms.

His mother didn't call him again for the rest of the day. She didn't call him the next day either. Or the day after that.